Master's heart

The moonlight is bleak, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The violently shaking body kept rubbing against the green grass under him, causing a slight tingling pain, and the faint smell of grass stimulated the tip of his nose. The gentle night wind lifted his sweat-wet hair, and Wen Luo felt his voice change. Intermittent, shameful moans escaped from his throat involuntarily, and he opened his eyes in a daze. The outline of the man was extremely clear under the moonlight, and his resolute face became a little ferocious due to lust.

His strong arms were placed between his neck, his muscular body was pressed down, his thin lips were entangled with his, Wen Luo's mind went blank, and he felt that he was deeply trapped in the waves of pleasure and couldn't extricate himself. Not moaning like a woman, but more and more heavy panting and intermittent humming, revealing his confusion, Wen Luo's legs couldn't help climbing up the man's waist, and his muscles tensed accordingly.

"Ayuan..." The man hummed, and the kiss deepened.

At this moment, Wen Luo opened his eyes instantly, Ah Yuan?He actually called A Yuan's name!Suddenly sat up, anger made his breathing a little disordered, but soon, a confused expression appeared in his eyes instead of anger, and he looked at the dark room in a daze, Wen Luo touched his chest, and then slowly He tightened his well-worn middle coat, it turned out to be just a dream.

This is his first night back at his home.

After driving home from that remote place for a few days, Wen Luo was in pain all over his body, but he was so tired that he couldn't sleep well, and he had dreams every now and then, and the protagonists in the dreams were all those Bear!

Annoyed, he stretched out his hands and rubbed his hair desperately, and didn't stop until his scalp hurt. He was no longer sleepy, and Wen Luo sat for a while angrily, and then found himself "Xiao Wen" who was already ready to go.

"Nothing!" Wen Luo cursed while staring at it.

But it's not a solution to keep it standing up like this. Wen Luo stroked his forehead and pondered for a while, then reached into his pants to hold it. His hand holding the clone gradually accelerated, and the feeling of swelling rose from the lower abdomen.

He kept working with one hand, and propped the other hand behind his back, and his five fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly amidst layers of pleasure.

With the index finger pressed against the thumb, some of the liquid overflowing from the top was dipped in the palm of the hand encircling the avatar. Instinctively driving Wen Luo to speed up the movement of his hand, his wrist was a little sore, but he couldn't stop.

Wen Luo raised his head slightly, swallowing hard at his Adam's apple, his mouth became more and more dry, and the feeling of urinating in his body became more and more intense. He gathered his five fingers, and before releasing it, the picture with the blindfold suddenly appeared in his mind. Face!

"Uh!" Wen Luo snorted, venting out annoyed.

Thick white juice dripped onto the bed sheet, Wen Luo panted non-stop, leaned back weakly, the back of his head hit the edge of the bed, he didn't care about the pain, pulled up his pants annoyed and turned over heavily, Pulling down the pillow and hugging it into his arms, Wen Luo kept scratching and scratching. It seems that he was tortured too hard by Boss Qing, so he still thinks about him now.

To dream of being raped by him, what a psychological shadow it is!

Wen Luo began to bite the pillow with his teeth, and scolded Boss Qing hundreds of times in his heart. After scratching and biting, he turned over and lay on his back, thinking about what to do so that he would no longer recall the unbearable past , After tossing and turning for a long time, Wen Luo only thought of one way.

"That's it!"

Wen Luo threw the pillow away, turned over and jumped out of bed, stretched out his hand to copy the coat on the screen, put it on, and rushed out.

There are still a few hours before dawn, the sky is still dark, the street is quiet and no one is there, only the extinguished lanterns under the eaves of the shop are still swaying gently, because of this, the bright red lights at the end of the bluestone road The red lanterns are particularly dazzling.

Wen Luo walked quickly to the lantern, stopped immediately, and looked up hesitantly at the plaque hung with red silk, Wanning Court, the most famous brothel in Qizhou.

He took a deep breath, smelling the greasy powdery smell coming out of the door, then frowned uncomfortably, he subconsciously took a step back, but stopped abruptly, no, he must He had to do something to make himself forget about those things, Wen Luo lifted his breath, and stepped into the gentle town that fascinated all men.

The sweet aroma and obscene groans are clearly a familiar place in the past, but now I feel particularly uncomfortable staying here. Seeing that he is a regular customer, the old bustard greets her warmly, but Wen Luo lacks interest and casually spends time with her. An unfamiliar name was picked from the roster.

After the old bustard collected the money, he graciously led him up to the second floor, led him into a room, and then left tactfully. The room was pitch black. He waited for a while, and heard the sound of getting dressed and getting out of bed and walking. , and the room lights up.

"It's so late at night, you actually sleepwalked into the kiln!" The unkempt woman closed the lamp, muttered a few words vaguely, then raised her head and smiled perfunctorily, "It's really early for you, it's almost dawn now, hurry up ...I still want to sleep in the cage again." She lowered her voice in the second half of the sentence, but Wen Luo still heard it.

"Take off your clothes." Wen Luo said coldly, and then began to take off his outer shirt.

"I still need you to teach me." Hua Xi muttered again, pulled off his coat and lay down on the bed, lazily scratching his neck.

"Why are you in such a bad shape? You can't excite me at all." Wen Luo climbed onto her, glanced at the plump and fair body with piercing eyes, but felt that he couldn't be excited at all, so he began to complain viciously She: "No wonder there are no customers, it turns out that it is not attractive."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. It's still too late for you to change someone." Hua Xi rolled her eyes.

"Forget it, aren't all women the same? It doesn't matter to anyone." Wen Luo shook his head, put his hands next to her ears, frowned and kissed the red lips. Hua Xi's kissing skills are very good, and the lips and tongue are also very soft, but In Wen Luo's opinion, it was tasteless, like eating a pig's tongue, he forced himself to continue kissing, and did enough foreplay.

I don't know if it's because he wasn't devoted enough, Hua Xi didn't seem to feel anything, just lay there without any response, and finally yawned, obviously, Wen Luo didn't make it to the end.

I did everything I needed to do, but "Xiao Wen" didn't respond at all, and remained limp all the time.

"I said, my lord, why don't you just lie down and leave? I won't ask you for money."

"An unattractive woman." Wen Luo lay down with a stinky face, her arms pressed against her forehead, frowning.

"Ah, I said, if you can't do it, it's my mother's fault!" Hua Xi finally couldn't bear it any longer, and sat up while patting the bed board, her eyebrows frowned, and her charming facial features showed anger, "Do you know that my mother has the aura of getting up?" ? Do you know that this old lady has endured you for a long time, but she still has to push her in? I have no charm? Blind your dog eyes!"

At that moment, Wen Luo unexpectedly saw the shadow of Boss Qing on Hua Xi's body.

The climate in the desert is always abnormally dry, and the sand blown up by the strong wind is blown on the face, which is painful.

In the past, when Boss Qing came here, he didn't care about it, but this time, he, who has always been thick-skinned, actually stayed in the room all day on the grounds that he didn't want to blow the wind. Apart from meeting with business partners, he would even eat three meals a day. Use it in the room.

On this day, the business of fur and horses had already been negotiated, and there was no need to go out to meet people, so Boss Qing simply stayed in the house all day and could not come out.

The room was filled with a weird smell of not seeing light all day long. Boss Qing sat crookedly in a chair with a jug of wine in his hand and a few empty wine jugs down at his feet. With blood stained a few days ago.

Boss Qing raised his hand and touched the wound at the corner of his eye, a tingling pain spread out, making his bushy eyebrows frown together. The new wound overlapped with the original strange pattern, as if it was the wound on Boss Qing's heart. The two scars overlap the same.

In the dark room 15 years ago, men surrounded him and beat him.

Lin Fengqing's two fists were no match for his four hands, and he was curled up on the ground, with blood gushing from his forehead and dripping into his eyes, making him unable to open his eyes. His lungs were burning with pain, as if he was about to cough up blood. It was all bloody, and a person lifted him up and spat at him.

"This idiot actually dares to touch Fourth Master's woman, it's really desperate!"

He was grabbed by the neckline, and his head was dizzy for a while. He was dragged out all the way, then his head was held down, and he pressed hard towards a place. It was a scalding copper pillar with weird carvings on it. The pattern, his forehead was on top of it, and the piercing pain made him scream out uncontrollably.

Pain, that kind of pain tormented him for many days.

Even after receiving medical treatment, the scar at the corner of his eye has been with him for 15 years. He remembers that he really liked that woman at that time and was willing to bear anything for her, but he didn't know how important a family is to a woman , even if her husband doesn't love her, even if life is not happy, even if she is always beaten by her husband for no reason every day, she will still protect her with humiliation, and she will not hesitate to hurt the person who really wants to help her, so the woman gave up on him, But the woman's husband didn't let it go.

In the next few years, he frequently played tricks on the back mountain of Qingfengzhai. Boss Qing couldn't help but think of the poisonous weed that Wen Luo picked by mistake. He frowned and held his forehead, smiled wryly and shook his head. So the relationship between them seems to be drawn by this poisonous weed. Could it be that the dead man is still cursing himself?Curse yourself to fall in love with a person again, and then be abandoned by him again.

Now 15 years have passed, Lin Fengqing is no longer young, he has become the boss of Qing, and thinks that he is invincible, but maybe too many years have passed, he actually forgot the last lesson and gave up his feelings easily.

Boss Qing touched the new wound on his forehead and smiled wryly. If it wasn't for Wen Mingyue's knife, he might not be able to see clearly, and he is still foolishly trying to keep him.

Dad is right, he is really the stupidest of the brothers, what kind of bandit, what kind of boss, if Dad hadn’t sent people to cover you all the time, you would still be able to get along well until now ?Boss Qing caught fire suddenly, and slammed the wine jar in his hand onto the ground, with a crisp sound, the ground was covered with shards, and the wine splashed onto his boots.

"Lin Fengqing, you are so stupid!" He patted himself on the head, stood up abruptly, kicked away the debris and went to the door and opened it suddenly.

"Brother, you came out?" the ear by the door asked in surprise.

"Get ready, let's go back to the imperial capital." Boss Qing walked out slowly, squinting his eyes because he hadn't seen the sun for a few days and couldn't adapt. He unfastened the blindfold on his wrist and tied it neatly on his head. The scars on his eyes were covered again Stop, the red and swollen skin is slightly exposed, he can't continue to be stupid.

The lamp is like beans, and the candles flicker vaguely in the room with strong fragrance.

The two people sitting facing each other chatted over wine, the woman in light clothes and the man in light fur, like a picture scroll full of spring, but their conversation was not so poetic, a drunk person kept talking to each other. Another person complained and chattered endlessly, but this person was not Hana who was a woman, but Wen Luo who was dangling with a wine glass between his hands.

For half a month in a row, Wen Luo would come to Wanning Court every night, and he would give him a lot of money, but he didn't even touch the flowers, he just kept talking.

"Why do you think men are so fucking cheap!" Wen Luo slapped the wine glass on the table vigorously.

"Tell me, why are men so talkative?" Hua Xi lazily brushed her hair and gave Wen Luo a white look.

"Where did I provoke him? I was taken away without a hitch, and... why am I so unlucky!"

"The most disgusting thing is that your son is also in his hands, and you are his uncle! Okay, okay, I know, can you tell me something new?" Hua Xi put on her hairpin, He slapped the table with his palm, and frowned and stared at the man who was stunned by him.

Wen Luo blinked, and said nonuo: "Then... let's talk about something else."

"Hey, that's right, come here, I'll give you more wine." Hua Xi immediately smiled again.

"His father is actually my sworn brother!" Wen Luo swallowed all the wine in the glass with a thud, and then wiped his mouth.

"Heavenly King, what did I do!" Hua Xi wailed and lay down on the table, reached out and snatched the wine glass from Wen Luo's hand, and stuffed it into her belly pocket, "If you hate him so much, go to him and take your son Take it back, and then kill it or whatever, it’s up to you, wouldn’t that be fine.”

"Kill...Kill?" Wen Luo was taken aback.

"Yeah, you hate him so much, you won't be able to forgive him even if you kill him."

"Actually...it's not that hateful." Wen Luo lowered his eyes.

"Then castrate him!" Hua Xi continued to give him advice, with shrewdness in her enchanting eyes.

"Er... eunuch?" Wen Luo blinked.

"That's right, that kind of bastard, you can't let go of your hatred even if you get castrated." Hua Xi said with a serious face.

"There's already something wrong with him, it doesn't matter if it's eunuch or not." Wen Luo lowered his head and picked his hands.

"I think you are reluctant?" Hua Xi stroked her lips and smiled, her face narrowed.

"Nonsense!" Wen Luo glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "How can I be reluctant? If I am reluctant, I am also reluctant to part with Gu Changsheng!"

"Why is there another Gu Changsheng?" Hua Xi frowned, shook her head and simply didn't think about it, and waved her hands impatiently on the table, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, let me tell you, my old lady in a few days I have to go back to my hometown, I can't listen to your nagging, I see you, uncle, let's find another girl to talk to."

"Go back to your hometown?" Wen Luo finally said something that had nothing to do with Boss Qing.

"It's already September, every year at this time I have to go back to see my brother."

"Don't you need the consent of the bustard?" Wen Luo's tongue was still a little knotted, and he poured another glass of wine.

"Tch, why are you asking her? I didn't sell myself to her, so I stayed if I wanted to, and left if I wanted to." Hua Xi raised her eyebrows.

"Since you can go, why stay?"

"Can you control it?" Hua Xi turned cold and took the flagon away, "It's about time, you should go."

"Hiss, this moody woman..." Wen Luo was shoved out, the door closed behind itself, Wen Luo hiccupped, walked downstairs with half-closed eyes, and left in the midst of obscene words In Wanning Garden, it's autumn, and the warm breeze is mixed with some coolness. After walking a few miles, Wen Luo's drunkenness has dissipated a lot.

Along the way, Wen Luo, who gradually became sober, began to think about the boss again.

The time they have been in contact with is not too short. When they are with him, they always want to escape, and they don't even think about how they feel about him. There is hatred, but they don't hate enough to want to To the point of killing him; there is also some goodwill, after all, he will feel depressed because the person he likes is A Yuan.

Wen Luo is a rational person, and he dares to face his emotions calmly. He has had relationships with many people in the past 34 years, and he does not deny that he likes them when he is in a relationship.

But that's just liking, just like the feeling he has for Qing Boss now, it's just because of the physical relationship, it may pass soon, but he doesn't understand why he is so attracted to Hua Have no idea?

It must be the torture of Boss Qing that made Xiao Wen feel psychologically shadowed!

Wen Luo returned to his home and buried himself in the study to sort out the day's accounts. During the time he came back, although he would always hang out with Hua Xi, his business was not delayed at all.

He belongs to the kind of smart person who is envied by outsiders, the proud son of heaven, not only has a suave appearance, but also has a smart mind. In such a state, he still quickly dealt with everything.

It was almost evening when the account book was handed over to the housekeeper, and the dinner was ready. Wen Luo sat alone at the round table, watching the maids put the food on the table. The seats next to them were empty, and the maids lowered their eyebrows. Standing on both sides with his head straight, he even breathed very lightly. He seldom eats at home so peacefully. He usually goes out to drink with friends, or hangs out in brothels and flower boats.

It's not that he likes to spend time and drink, but the feeling of eating alone is really too lonely.

Empty rooms, empty chairs, empty beds, this feeling of emptiness has become more and more obvious in the past two years, maybe it is really time to find someone to settle down.

When this kind of idea first came into being, he stopped wandering around the rivers and lakes and took root in Qizhou to do business. After finishing his meal hastily, Wen Luo couldn't stay at home any longer, so he ordered his servants to prepare a carriage and go to his business firm to have a look , His business is not big, he only manages two commercial firms in Qizhou, the income is good enough for him to squander, and he has no family, even if he spends his days drinking and drinking, he can't spend all the money he earns.

Thinking of this, Wen Luo complained again, he looks good, his family background is good, and he can earn money, so why can't he catch up with Gu Changsheng?Moreover, how could he be overwhelmed by such a good condition as Boss Qing?He has been in love for so many years, how could he not be on top? He has always been suppressed by him these past few months, making him a bit sissy.

Sissy?It won't be serious!

As if thinking of something, he suddenly raised his hand to rub his face, and scowled, "You're talking nonsense, how can I, Wen Luo, be a mother!" Wen Luo rubbed his face vigorously, and then thought about how to bring back his masculinity Angry, it seems that finding a woman is useless, how about finding a man?After thinking about it, Wen Luo still felt that Gu Changsheng was the most suitable candidate. If the bear hadn't made trouble last time, he might have gone to him.

Anyway, staying at home is very boring; anyway, he can manage business well after hundreds of miles; anyway, he also wants to go to Gu Changsheng, which has nothing to do with Boss Qing...

So the clever and suave-looking old thief Wen, the proud son of heaven, once again dropped his business...

Go after the man!